Two images and almost 30 years in between. You’d think that 30 years of traveling through a life experience would have lost my paintings/journals along the way. I have lived in over 20 places.
Throughout time, I’ve lost most every thing except my artwork and journals. Over the years I have found so much as well, more intangibles though.
Today I’m at the point where I would’ve been when I made this painting. I was about to leave for the West Coast. Here, today, at this point, I never would’ve believed that 30 years later I would be across town in a beautiful apartment studio and ready to launch my business after a course at Conestoga College.
Then, I did not have the love surrounding me that I do today. I was grieving the loss of my first child. Love was not tangible as it is today. Love felt so far away and the supportive family and friends as well. I had put up walls around my heart and it took 30 years to melt them down.